Wednesday, February 02, 2011
two short vignettes to make you say "better you than me" (aka birth control)
Noah wandered into the bathroom while I was showering this morning and decided that he wanted to "shower wif Mama." He then took off his pajamas and diaper and even went potty (unprompted!) before climbing into the shower. I was so proud!
Though unfortunately, he'd pooped in the diaper first, so when I got out of the shower, I had the pleasure of cleaning toddler excrement off the floor and toilet seat.
Later, I dragged Noah on a bunch of errands. We're working on getting him used to using the actual toilet rather than a diaper, so he often wears underpants now and I take him to the bathroom all the time. He doesn't yet tell me when he needs to go. So - errands. Diaper-less errands. Our last destination was Trader Joe's. When I opened the car door to let Noah out, he told me right away "I did NOT poop, Mama!" This, of course, means that he had just pooped his pants.
Without getting too specific here, let me just tell you that I performed a clothing change that, had I been at home, would have included use of the bathtub/shower. In a public (though thankfully very clean) bathroom. And I hadn't brought any wipes, so I had to wet down hand towels. I'm so incredibly impressed with myself.
ETA: I stopped buying disposable wipes a while ago because I simply don't use them up before they dry out. It wasn't until I read all the "Why don't you carry wipes with you, you dummy?!" comments that I remembered that I had my emergency wipe stash (of these cool wipes) in my purse the whole time. Um, yeah. Mommy brain?
So that was my Wednesday. A day of excrement-related accomplishments. I wonder if I should mention this on a resume/CV when I re-enter the (paid) work-force.